Horizon Ridge sunny, money, keep it funky

The wolf turned around to face him, and Darkmoon instantly regretted calling out. Damn, he thought, stopping where he was. The whole thing was a stupid endeavour; he questioned why he had tried to gain her attention in the first place. He glanced around himself furtively, but saw no real out. He had put his foot in it.
    "Err," he offered stupidly, not knowing what else to say. He wanted to beg her for food, but knew that sort of behaviour was beneath him - at least for now. He may have been starving, but he was not completely pathetic. Tongue-tied however, he remained silent, awkwardly standing a few boulders below her.